the cycle begins again

Last night when I went back upstairs, J. knew something was wrong. He kept asking me what was up. The amazing thing is that he even notices since it used to be that he wouldn't have. So I told him. He says that he found the file himself when he was cleaning up his temporary internet files, that he figured I had viewed the profiles of some of the people listed on his messenger. I thought I viewed those on my own computer, but who knows? It sounded plausible and he seemed so kind and sincere. He didn't get angry like he has before. He just kept telling me that he loved me and that he wasn't going to do that any more, period.

So this morning I installed spyware on his computer. I'm not sure how well it's really working. It seemed clear that it wasn't really catching the stuff on the internet. If I'm serious about this, I'm probably going to have to invest in a better program. I don't want to catch him. But I don't want to be stupid either.